Wheels Up

Consequences

"I look like a drowned rat." Laughed JJ, a few hours later when they were all back on the jet. Garcia was showing her and Emily the photo she had taken of them earlier on, as they'd kissed. The background behind them was beautiful, and it was a very nice photo.

"No you don't, you look gorgeous." Emily replied, smiling at her.

"Well this is going to get sickening quickly." Remarked Derek dryly.

Garcia punched him in the arm.

"I don't know how you all put up with all the flirting for years without just, exploding." Lexie said.

"Girls night was just constant third wheeling until Elle came back." Garcia input.

"Oh shut up it wasn't that bad." Emily said.

"We didn't flirt." JJ added.

Derek nearly spat his water out, and started spluttering out words of protest. "You're joking?"

Elle laughed, but then stood up, her eyes drawn to the other end of the plane. Spencer had just ended a phone call, and was frowning deeply.

She walked down to where he had just lowered himself into a seat.

"You okay?" Elle asked, sitting down beside him.

He nodded, staring out the window.

"Spence..." She said, reaching for his hand. He grabbed it, and held it tight, still staring adamantly.

Elle accepted this, and sat in silence beside him for the remainder of the flight, occasionally squeezing his hand comfortingly.

"Hotch, what's that about?" JJ asked, as the plane landed on the runway, pointing out the window.

Hotch moved over to the window, and peered out to see a couple of police officers, and a gathering of FBI. He frowned. "I'm not entirely sure."

The plane came to a stop, and there was movement from those gathered below. Suddenly, they were all training their guns on the door.

"Hotch..." Elle said.

For a moment, nobody moved. Then Rossi stood up.

He walked down the aisle, to the door, as everyone watched him silently, barely daring to breathe.

He flashed them a smile, then opened it, and took his first step outside.

"How can I help you, gentlemen?" He shouted, walking down the stairs. He recognised one of the figures, and frowned.

"STOP!" One of the FBI agents shouted, stepping forward.

"Agent Minnox. Long time no see." Rossi said, coolly.

"Is Penelope Garcia on this plane?" Minnox asked.

"Look, let's just put the guns down, and we can discuss whatever is going on." Rossi said, holding up his hands.

"David Rossi, you're under arrest for obstruction of justice. Put your hands where I can see them and get on the ground!" Minnox called out.

The other officers exchanged glances at this, but none of them made any move.

"Oh come on, don't be ridiculous." Rossi said.

"There is a dangerous criminal on that plane and you are protecting her, thus preventing justice!" Minnox shouted.

"This is absurd. There is no criminal, and I am not obstructing justice." Rossi said, calmly.

Minnox loaded his gun, and pointed it.